HIVEMIND - MIGO! lyrics

All my shooters turn to Rambo or Commando
(rrrah)
We the first ones that came up with the bando
(bando) talking ‘bout you got the Act
But what they going for? (huh?)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones that brought Versace
To the centerfold (‘sace)
Take off on the plug
I hit ‘em with the finger roll (yeah)
If you can buy the car then what
The fuck you rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do, then I’m jumpin o’ the fence
But the vice with the prez
Call my gang Mike Pence (Mike)
All my bitches up on crack
It’s a fact like that (ayy)
Make a brother rich, it’s a fact like that
(ayy) act hard, but you broke
Like ya pullin’ up at Jack
Say I work at iHop
Cause all I do is count stacks

(Take Take Take Takeoff)
All rose gold on, call it rose bowl (rose)
I got the key
Unlocking the game like a cheat code (cheat)
Fuck a bad bitch
I’m fucking with the fleek hoes (hoe)
You know I never give my
Soul up for a bankroll (no)
Knock some lights out, seeing rainbows
(bow bow) all this water, bitch
Go fetch me my rain coat (wow)
Take a break from real shit, hit ‘em, Migo!
(Migo)
How you go from J Cole to Quavo? (what)
My name’s Big Boy Savage and a
Boy will get it done
If you’re living like me
Know there ain’t a lotta time for fun
When ya 9 years old
You gon’ load ya first gun
At 13, you gon’ hear da siren
Mean ya gotta run
(bow, bow, grah, grah, graow)
Teach it, then ya preach it
So you with the know how
Prolly ain’t fuck with drugs but you
Risk it all for loud
Pipe up with some Young Thug
Now ya never feeling down hit ya first gold
Then ya got ya first platinum
Hit ya first hole
Then ya got ya first kid in ‘em
Ya fucked it all up
You got all these damn witnesses
But if ya start it up
Then ya really gotta finish shit
Uh, ohh, fresh out the bed, uh, ohh
Count up the deadz
Pillage in the village then ya
Run off with the meds gone so fast (gone)
Nobody even know what ya said (god damn)
All my shooters turn to Rambo or Commando
(rrah)
We the first ones that came up with the bando
(bando) talking ‘bout you got the Act
But what they going for? (huh?)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones that brought Versace
To the centerfold (‘sace)
Take off on the plug
I hit ‘em with the finger roll (yeah)
If you can buy the car then what
The fuck you rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do, then I’m jumpin o’ the fence
But the vice with the prez
Call my gang Mike Pence (Mike)
All my bitches up on crack
It’s a fact like that (ayy)
Make a brother rich, it’s a fact like that
(ayy) act hard, but you broke
Like ya pullin’ up at Jack
Say I work at iHop, cause all I do is count-

(Offset)
Semi-automatic out the window of the Caddy
(bdd) i know this shit is tragic
Toss ya bitch up like a salad (hey)
Walk up in the mansion
I just made a money pallet (cash)
Trappin’ out the bando
Selling crack up in the alley (trap)
Pull up with the tool and
Spray the whole damn block (spray)
I’m a playboy
Like "In New York I milly rock" (sock)
Hit em with the mission
Got em looking at the clock
(what time it is)
I ain’t no joke, but I’m going knock knock
(who’s there?)
I got the stick, aye, just don’t trip (nah)
Shooters run up in ya house
And tyin up ya bitch (graat)
Booting up the bitch in the
Morning on the grit's (grit's)
J’s in the morning, wake up early got a fix
(fix) sitting on the throne
In the night she lick the bone (lick)
Leave me alone, all my shit is Al Capone
(who is that?) free all the brothers that is
Locked up in the cell (gotta free ‘em)
Week after the shooting they gon
Ring the church bell (ding dong)
I wake up feeling like I
Done gone to Dreamville
Everybody ‘member little house up on the hill
(what he say?)
Mama never gotta worry bout none of the bills
(nuh uh) i’m getting fucking paid like my
Name began with "Lil" (god damn)
Never gonna stress, got my Cardi in the rari
Every time my team and I
Are out it’s a safari
If I tapped ya bitch I didn’t
Mean it and I’m sorry
Pussies get what comin to em
Played ya like Atari, offset!
All my shooters turn to Rambo or Commando
(rrrah)
We the first ones that came up with the bando
(bando) talking ‘bout you got the Act
But what they going for? (huh)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones that brought Versace
To the centerfold (‘sace)
Take off on the plug
I hit ‘em with the finger roll (yeah)
If you can buy the car then what
The fuck you rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do, then I’m jumpin o’ the fence
But the vice with the prez
Call my gang Mike Pence (Mike)
All my bitches up on crack
It’s a fact like that (ayy)
Make a brother rich, it’s a fact like that
(ayy) act hard, but you broke
Like ya pullin’ up at Jack
Say I work at iHop
Cause all I do is count stacks

(Quavo) the way they took a homie dab
I wanna smack a brotha (smack)
Knock a cousin’s lights out
Uncle Wack a brotha (wack)
These jokers made out of plastic
Like a action figure (action)
I can’t kick it with yo bitch
I ain’t no Falcons kicker (nah)
Came up from nothing
Now I’m running the town (town)
But I can’t fuck with y’all
Everyone playing around (playing ‘round)
Lock the Glock, pick up the rocks
Take ya hoe like a hound (ruff)
When I’m lurking better sit down
Careful not to make a sound (shhh)
Pop a perc
You think I’m Marshawn eating skittles
(skittles) everybody still comparing Migos
To the Beatles (compare)
Who you think you scaring
With that lil’ nina? (who?)
Call my shooters and they
Pulling up like Al-Queda (rrrrah)
Fuck it up, look me up
Betcha find my whole record (yeah)
White don’t fuck with black
It’s like a homie playing checkers (sk sk)
Pull up with the heat
I’m a fuckin ghost pepper (hot)
Do the work and then I dip
And I’m out like a propeller
I been on for a while
Why ya cramping my style? (why?)
Walk the fuck up out the trap
Bite ya like a crocodile
(get the fuck out of here)
Hunnid K Patek, and I got ya boys riled
(hunnid) one night with a bitch
That pussy drove me wild (oh, damn)
Hunnid K Patek, and I got ya boys riled
(riled) one night with a bitch
That pussy drove me wild (god damn)
Since I came out of the dark
I been loving call me Kyle (hah)
But yo ass live in a tent
Down at the river by the Nile (by the Ni)
I know you remember the titans (‘member)
You know we got the touch
Like we work for Midas (it’s true)
Like my cookie with the purple
In it like the Vikings (what?)
Came from a long road
You the one that started hitchhiking
(long road) i pour a glass of water ‘cause
You wanna pop a Vidocin
I open up the door, she said damn my mans
Ya frightening (woo)
Spikes on my shoes, yeah I’m Christian Loub
Mike-ing it (huh)
Where’s Quavo? Bitch I’m in another continent

All my shooters turn to Rambo or Commando
(rrrah)
We the first ones that came up with the bando
(bando) talking ‘bout you got the Act
But what they going for? (huh)
I’m ‘bout to start extorting brothers
For that Migo flow (Migo)
We the ones that really came
In with the kickin’ do’ (yeah)
Same ones that brought Versace
To the centerfold (‘sace)
Take off on the plug
I hit ‘em with the finger roll (yeah)
If you can buy the car then what
The fuck you rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do, then I’m jumpin o’ the fence
But the vice with the prez
Call my gang Mike Pence (Mike)
All my bitches up on crack
It’s a fact like that (ayy)
Make a brother rich, it’s a fact like that
(ayy) act hard, but you broke
Like ya pullin’ up at Jack
Say I work at iHop
Cause all I do is count stacks (yeah)

(yeah)